The people you are close to today can become strangers tomorrow.
Yeah, you read that right.
Let me share a few quick stories.
There is this friend—let’s call him DD. We hadn’t seen each other in three years. We mostly kept in touch by viewing each other’s WhatsApp status. One day, I heard someone call my name. It was him.
“Ah-ah, this one you are looking like my elder brother now!” I joked. “I should kneel to greet you like this!” We laughed, but I was in a hurry and had to go. I texted him later to apologize for “running away.”
Two weeks later, I was rushing to deliver a package—customer was already calling, sounding annoyed—when someone screamed my name again. I turned. It was Segun (a Yoruba name that means victory), a friend I hadn’t seen in six years.
He parked his bike just to greet me. I shouted, “Ahhhhh, Segun! Longest time o!” But again, I had to rush off. I didn’t have his number, but I remembered someone who might. I called them, got his number, explained, and we reconnected.
Then there was another friend from junior secondary school. He recognized me, we stopped briefly to greet and catch up, and kept it moving.
But last week, something shifted.
I saw a girl I used to be very close to—like, really close. I greeted her.
She looked at me. She knew me. But she took her time, and replied with a dry “Good afternoon.” The whole energy changed. She was trying too hard to act classy—maybe because she was with a friend.
I just smiled and entered “stranger mode.” I mean, emi lo fi ma gba star in your clique? Please.
It shocked me a little, but it made me reflect. Some outgrow the connection. Others remember your worth—no matter how long it’s been.
So tell me…
Have you experienced something like this?
How did you handle it?
I would love to hear your story.
Thank you for stopping by to read from my blog.
Much love 🤍